How do you overcome the terror of your art being known?
Knowing that I am unknown.
L. V., i found this poem whilst we talked about van gogh with wine in our bloated bellies
L. V., i found this poem in your honeysuckle heart
L. V., just another almost haiku
[thoughts you had after he broke your heart: pt. 1]
L. V., i found this poem when i couldn't look at you
L. V., i found this poem in the jaws of a bear trap
L. V., i found this poem at the hands of a stranger
L. V., i found this poem in a women's magazine at the waiting room
thanks for the poem you wrote me 🥰
Thanks for sharing your story with me <3
L. V., and this is how i bury you
Poetry. Prose. Free Verse. May explore dark/sensitive themes.
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